Chapter 50 Chapter 50: Breaking through the late Nascent Soul stage, Bai Rong asks for help!
Time flows endlessly, and in the blink of an eye, more than a month has passed, and there are only forty-seven days left before the gate of Tianhuang Realm closes.
Dongtian Immortal Palace, the core space.
Purple lightning illuminated the core space. In the lightning, Meng Chen's figure loomed, with wild silver hair and fluttering purple clothes. Thousands of thunder and lightning came out of his body, crisscrossing and covering a hundred miles in radius, forming a wild thunder field.
The golden red energy and blood emerged from his body, like billowing smoke, blazing hot, evil spirits did not dare to get close, and all methods were inviolable. The mighty power of heaven swept across all directions.
After an unknown amount of time, the vision gradually dissipated, and Meng Chen's training was coming to an end. Compared to more than a month ago, his aura was thicker and several times more powerful.
After a moment, he slowly opened his eyes, and a purple light flashed in his silver eyes, which was extremely mysterious. His lips were slightly opened, and a mouthful of turbid air mixed with thunder and lightning poured out. It was so hot that the air was scorched. mark.
After exiting the cultivation state, Meng Chen regained his mind and regained clarity in his eyes. He looked inside himself. With the help of Baishen Tongtian Pills, he made a huge breakthrough in his cultivation. Both the size of the Nascent Soul and the amount of True Yuan increased six times. more than.
Meng Chen showed a satisfied smile and praised: "In the late Yuanying period, I have improved two small realms. I am worthy of being a middle-grade Xuandan."
Crossing two small realms in a row, breaking through from the early stage of Yuanying to the late stage of Yuanying, for him, he saved at least more than ten years of hard training.
And most importantly, the majestic vitality contained in Baishen Tongtian Pills raised his physical strength to a new level.
With a thought in Meng Chen's mind, a golden vortex appeared, and a flying sword of the highest spiritual weapon level flew out of it, which was extremely sharp.
He controlled the spirit sword, poured the true essence into it, and swiped it hard on the palm of his hand. His seemingly fair and thin skin blocked the sharp edge of the spirit sword, and not even a white mark appeared, which showed the strong physical defense.
Of course, Meng Chen is not so arrogant as to think that he can be immune to the attacks of all top-grade spiritual weapons, but most of them should be fine.
Putting the spirit sword back into the Wanbao River, Meng Chen stood up and stretched his muscles. A crisp, thunderous sound came from his body. The originally well-fitting thunder-patterned purple clothes became a little short. He had grown a little taller, already over two meters.
With a thought in his mind, Meng Chen shrunk slightly and returned to his original height.
Of the three Baishen Tongtian Pills, he only used one and had two left.
If it were auctioned to the outside world, it would be able to sell at least millions of high-grade spiritual stones. After all, this elixir is useful for monks below the Void Refining Stage. It is mild and can be taken many times.
As for taking medicine to improve one's cultivation, will it lead to unstable foundation and empty cultivation? Don't be ridiculous, this happened many years ago, and this small problem has been solved long ago.
Meng Chen left the core space and as soon as he appeared in Qingxiao Palace, he felt that the jade pendant of spiritual consciousness he had sent was crushed, and someone was asking him for help.
His Divine Consciousness Jade Pendant has only been given to two groups of people, one is the disciples of the Qianyuan Sect, and the other is the Bai Rong of the Hehuan Sect.
Without thinking much, Meng Chen left the Dongtian Immortal Palace, relying on his sense of the place where the Jade Pendant of Divine Consciousness was crushed, it turned into a purple thunder light, streaked across the sky, and flew to the place of the accident at high speed.
In Shengjing, some monks noticed the flash of lightning and were shocked. They quickly informed the elders of their sects to report the news of Meng Chen's appearance.
They wanted to catch up, but in the blink of an eye, the lightning had disappeared without a trace.
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The Buried Dragon Mountain Range is the most mysterious area in the Tianhuang Realm. According to legend, a true dragon fell here, forming an ancient mountain range. Inhabited by a large number of dragon-blooded demon clans, they are powerful. Among them are many Nascent Soul Demon Kings, and even some A great demon king in the early stages of becoming a god.
In a woodland on the outskirts of the mountain range, rocks are broken, large tracts of trees have collapsed, the ground is pitted, there are fist marks and palm prints everywhere, and some scars caused by sharp blades. Broken limbs are everywhere, and the air is filled with a strong smell of blood. It is obvious that this place Just finished a big battle.
In the forest, several Northern Wilderness monks were besieging a young girl, who turned out to be Bai Rong from the Hehuan Sect. She was holding a ruby lute in her arms, her hair was messy, and there was a hint of red at the corner of her mouth, looking quite embarrassed.
While dodging the attack, Bai Rong plucked the strings and shot out sound waves, forcing the Northern Wasteland monks back.
Not far away, Ji Xiao stepped on the body of a Hehuan Sect disciple, patted the dust on the green gold armor, looked at Bai Rong who was still struggling to resist their attack, and persuaded:
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"Bai Rong, stop struggling. As long as you obediently become my slave, I swear to the Barbarian God that I will never kill you."
"Bah! Even if I die, I will not surrender to barbarians like you!"
Unexpectedly, Bai Rong didn't listen to his advice at all. He even made a sound and raised his hand to pluck the strings. The sound wave turned into a sharp sword energy, piercing the air and shooting towards the fierce roar, but he easily dispersed it. It also aroused Ji Xiao's temper.
He stepped on the corpse of the Hehuan Sect disciple under his feet, his blood boiled, and his body burst out like an anti-aircraft shell. The sonic boom roared incessantly, and before the afterimage left on the spot disappeared, it appeared in the white sky. In front of you!
So fast! Bai Rong's complexion changed drastically. She wanted to pluck the strings to defend herself, but it was too late.
The ferocious roar suddenly swung out a punch, which was powerful enough to break mountains and destroy mountains. All tangible and intangible materials were crushed, the air exploded endlessly, and it hit the Pipa magic weapon hard!
boom! ! !
The red jade lute was directly smashed into pieces, and Bai Rong was blasted hundreds of meters away by a punch, breaking countless trees, and finally embedded deeply in a mountain wall. The rocks rolled down, burying her in the mountain wall. in.
"Hmph! Even a bitch dares to disobey me and seek death."
Xiuxiao blew his fist, his eyes full of venom. A mere bitch from the Hehuan Sect dared to call him a barbarian. Do you really think he wouldn't dare to kill him?
"Go and dig her out for me." Ji Xiao ordered the men on the side.
Two monks from the Northern Wilderness Region quickly stepped forward and moved away the rocks that buried the white antler, preparing to dig her out.
Suddenly, there was a burst of thunder in the sky, and two purple thunders fell from the sky, landing directly on the heads of the two Northern Wilderness monks, splitting them into ashes!
This scene made Ji Xiao and others change their expressions, who! How dare you kill people from their Northern Wilderness Territory!
They looked up suddenly and saw a figure in purple slowly descending, surrounded by purple thunder. It was Meng Chen who came to the rescue.
He exuded an extremely terrifying coercion and directly pressed several Northern Wilderness monks except Xixiao to their knees on the ground.
Only Xi Xiao resisted the pressure and looked at Meng Chen in disbelief, struggling not to kneel down.
Meng Chen was quite surprised to see that Xi Xiao could actually resist his pressure. This body-refining monk from the Northern Wasteland was really good.
A body-refining cultivator who is equivalent to the Great Perfection of the Golden Elixir can actually block the coercion of his late Nascent Soul. Although it is only 10%, it is not bad.
But that's all.
With a thought in his mind, Meng Chen increased the pressure and released it. The fierce roar, which had already reached its limit, could no longer hold on. He bent his legs and knelt down.
He looked down at the monks of the Northern Wilderness who were kneeling on the ground, like a god of thunder, his lips were slightly opened, his voice was cold and arrogant, and the words of death were slowly spoken.
"Barbarians of the Northern Wilderness, choose the way you die. I am a kind person and will try my best to make your death as painful as possible."
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PS: I feel like not many people have read my book, not even a few comments. I’m so tired of writing...
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